I spent the wee hours of the morning freedancing to live Reggae music. The band Spiritual Res played at the Bluebird last night. I thought it would be nice to get out of the house and let a superficial high numb my emotions for a bit.
I won’t lie, this fucking hurts like a bitch. So much for a year of sobriety. Not all fairytales have happy endings.
I would have wiped the stamp off, but I needed it to replace another scavenger hunt photo.
Love
Isabella
xoxooxx
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